The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 85: And her cruelty
He was actually beaten into the air?
He was beaten and flew away!
How is this possible!
The blankness and anger in Kou Qingtong's eyes turned into a wildfire, and it began to burn violently!
He let out a beast-like howl, bounced from the ground, kicked his feet on the stone wall of Yingtianmen, and flew back to the palace!
The stones and dust in the straight pit bounced with a sound of the canopy.
Ying Tianmen cracked and slowly began to collapse, and the cloud floated into the sky.
Kou Qingtong came back faster than he went.
He stretched out his right hand and grabbed it towards the sky, tearing off a piece of morning glow, turning it into a **** glow, and smashing it down.
Lian Sanyue's sleeves fluttered, rolling down a cloud, turning into a sea of flowers, and welcoming him up.
Every trace of blood in those blood lights is Kou Qingtong's fist.
Every flower in that sea of flowers is a fist of even March.
Fist meets fist.
The killing intent is opposed to the killing intent.
The morning glow reflects the sea of flowers.
Different red.
Blood red. (Ghost face)
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Lian Sanyue and Kou Qingtong can no longer be seen in the palace square, only the strong wind and the blood rushing to the sky can be seen.
Thunder sounded again, and then there was no interruption.
The air wave swept over the gravel, hitting the palace wall, making a popping sound like a rainstorm.
The vermilion palace wall, which was peeling off, was instantly riddled with holes, like a beach after the rain, looking very miserable.
Those rain-like gravel also attacked the palace, and the ministers hid in the temple one after another. Ping Yongjia closed the window as quickly as possible, put down the tea cup, and covered his face.
Jing Jiu didn't move, but looked over there quietly.
Jin Zong and Niu Zong sat cross-legged and closed their eyes on the ground, their faces pale, trying to maintain the operation of the imperial city formation to prevent these two peerless murderers from ruining everything here.
At the most dangerous moment, Tan Zhenren waved his sleeves and saved an extremely pure essence into the stone pillar to stabilize the formation.
I don't know how long it took, without warning, the thunder stopped, and the wind stopped.
A gap appeared in the sky full of sunrise, making it more beautiful.
Lian Sanyue and Kou Qingtong stood opposite each other, still a few miles away.
Kou Qingtong was breathing non-stop, with blood all over her body, looking at Lian Sanyue's eyes full of puzzlement, and asked: "Why are you fighting like this?"
Lian March's situation is obviously much better. Her black hair is dancing in the wind, but there is a bloodshot on the corner of her lips, and she said, "That's because you are too weak."
Kou Qingtong's eyes flashed a bit of cruelty, and said: "That's because you haven't seen my cruel side yet!"
Lian Sanyue's expression suddenly changed slightly, and she stretched out her right hand to catch a falling petal.
The peach blossom that she inserted by her temple was finally shaken off a petal.
Looking at the petals in her palm, there was a hint of pity on her face, and then her eyes became colder, or ruthless.
Kou Qingtong felt a little heart palpitations inexplicably, the previous battle was so fierce, that peach blossom was actually inserted in her temple properly, didn't she actually have not exerted all her strength?
Lian Sanyue raised her head, looked at him expressionlessly and said: "Then do you know what I was like when I was really cruel?"
After saying this, she opened her arms, her white jade hands stretched out from her sleeves, her palms facing up toward the sky.
The sea of clouds began to churn, and the whole sky was shattered by a huge invisible force, and headed towards the fields, like blood slowly dripping from the roof.
The sky became more blue, and then gradually turned into a faint blue color, as if it were a few minutes closer to the ground.
Lian March's palms sink slightly.
If you link these two images together, it will even make people feel that the sky is falling on her palm.
Looking at this scene, Kou Qingtong let out a weird cry and stepped back without hesitation.
The question is how to walk between the sky and the earth, and how to escape under the sky?
Thousands of extremely thin lines appeared in the blue sky.
Each line is a fist of even March.
In a few breaths, she blasted more than three thousand punches!
Kou Qingtong is worthy of being the only strongman who survived the Blood Demon Cult. In the face of such a violent offensive, he was able to defend himself.
But defense is useless.
As Lian Sanyue said, as long as she starts to make a real shot, she can't fight back against convenience!
The secret method of Blood Demon Cult, collapse!
Zhongzhou sent Daofa, scattered!
Kou Qingtong has displayed all his cultivation skills over a thousand years in a very short period of time. I don't know how many esoteric skills that have been lost keep appearing, but they have no meaning at all.
Because he just can't stop those fists like the sky!
A loud bang!
Lian Sanyue’s fist was drawn from the blue sky, as if it had pulled out a dragon, and hit Kou Qingtong’s head from high down.
Kou Qingtong has blood and breath soaring, with both palms facing upwards, barely blocking the punch.
With a click, he knelt to the ground on one knee. The knee that was stronger than the magic weapon instantly shattered, and the ground also shattered, forming a cobweb with a radius of hundreds of meters.
Time stopped at this moment.
The sound also disappeared.
Whether it is the trembling eunuchs and pale secret guards over the palace wall, or the dignified ministers in the hall, they all maintained their original postures, motionless.
This is the time flow rate difference caused by the great difference in speed.
Lian Sanyue looked back at Jing Jiu with a childlike smile, thinking that now you can't catch up with me.
Then she turned her head and looked at Kou Qingtong, her smile gradually disappearing, as if she was looking at a dead person, clenching her fist and banging over again.
Kou Qingtong's realm cultivation is indeed extremely high and profound, when everything in the palace is in a static state, he can still move.
But his speed is still a little slower, his hands have just withdrawn from the top of his head, and he has no time to stand in front of him.
Seeing the fist getting closer, there was a frightened but helpless emotion in his eyes.
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Kou Qingtong flew out again.
Same as last time.
Simple and simple.
Everything common in this world.
Even the route is the same. It's still the same ditch. He flew out from the gap in the palace wall. When the imperial city is rebuilt in the future, he can at least save some money.
Ying Tianmen, which had collapsed in a corner and was slowly falling, was hit by his body again~IndoMTL.com~ and fell down.
Kou Qingtong didn't stop this time, but continued to the south, flew a long distance, hit the city wall hard, and finally stopped.
A big hole was blasted through the city wall, exposing the space inside. The official of the Qingtian Division who was maintaining the forbidden formation looked over here in astonishment, expecting a slight change in his expression.
Kou Qingtong was lying among the gravel on the ground, her body was severely deformed, there was blood everywhere, and there were faint spots of light in the blood, and her eyes were dizzy.
But he was indeed extremely bad. He was so badly injured that he didn't turn into a spot of light on the spot, and he died.
A huge shadow enveloped the city wall, and three Valley Masters of the Zhongzhou faction broke through the wind, watching the people in the forbidden formation and shouting in a deep voice: "No one is allowed to move, otherwise it will be killed!"
They approached the ruins, ready to take Kou Qingtong back to the cloud ship.
At this moment, a flute rang.
The sound of the flute is as melodious as water, and like the reflection of willow branches on the surface of the water, but it is full of killing intent.